FEATURING MY BROTHA SK3TCH / @sketchyangel

SELF PRODUCED BY ME AKA $ANCTUARY

(SK3TCH)
offa seven lortab 
and a fucking bean

taking seven more tabs 
never fuck with me 

when they lie up on this life 
it be dumb to me 

you was never doing white 
till u fucking bleed 

u a bitch made scum
u a bum 2 me 

bitch i’m finna go dumb 
u a son 2 me 

everybody want drugs 
yea they come and leave 

i been gettin so high

nose run and bleed 

when i pull up on the scene 

its getting ugly 

offa molly wit the dope 
like i’m slugger g 

if i’m riding wit the gang 
you know i’m fucking geeked

offa xanny 
make the floorboards fucking creak

($ANCTUARY)
Speaking truths even 
if I'm a pool of blood 
in the end of speaking truths 

decompose the fucker 
who tryed my brothers. 
I ain't decomposing shit 
pull out my Beretta to mop them 

smoking on some thraxx 
with chainsaws on my back 
reach out. Reach out then 
to browse all my wares 
winter found 
(x2)

ratchet ratchet ratchet 

Bloody knives! Oh big blunts (ratchet, ratchet)
Bloody knives! White cocaina bruhh

SK3TCH & $ANCTUARY - SPEAK TRUTHS ONLY THRAXXX PROD $ANCTUARY

*lyrics*

BREAK YO NOSE, AND DROP YA SHIT
YEAH WELCOME TO THE MOSHPIT
NIGGA FIX YA FACE, YOU LOOK AT ME
LIKE NIGGAS LOST IT
POP A TAB, AND LEAVE THAT ON YO TONGUE
AND GO TO TOWN
PUSSY THINK IM SCARED TO DIE, DONT HAVE THE BALLS TO BLOW ME DOWN
BITCH 
I KEEP SOME BLADES ON ME THAT SHRED AND COULD BE LETHAL
PUSSY RUNNING UP ON ME, IM GONNA SHOW HIM WE AINT EQUAL
KEEP THE AK-47 IN MY PANTS, TO MAKE HIM SEE THROUGH
NIGGA TRIED TO TALK HIS WAY, I MAKE IT POP, THERE GOES WEASEL

I GOT SOME PROBLEMS IN MY HEAD, I FEEL LIKE SOME TRASHING SHIT
THESE NIGGAS PLAYING LIKE THEY MENTAL, GOT NO SCARS ON THEY WRIST
I ALWAYS FELT NEGLECTED, NOW I SCREAM CAUSE FUCKING IM PISSED
NIGGAS CHANGING BY THE DAY, NO I AINT FALLIN FOR TRICKS
I SKATE THE PARK, A BLUNT, I SPARK, AND IT GET FACED IN THE DARK
A NIGGA SMART, I KEEP THE IRON ON ME, NO TONY STARK
THE WEED I SMOKE, THIS SHIT BE POTENT, MAKE THE ROOM SMELL LIKE FART
I BE FEELING LIKE IM MANIC, BITCH MY THOUGHTS OFF THE CHARTS

NIGGAS PUSSY, SWORE YOU FROZE WHEN I JUST RAN IN THAT BITCH
YOU KNOW MY NAME, BITCH I BE REAPING, KNOCK YO TEETH WITH MY FIST
CLOSE YO MOUTH, CAUSE YOU BE TALKING, IF ITS OPEN ILL PISS
I WALK AROUND W BLADES, THATS BIG AND LEAVING HOLES JUST LIKE SWISS

DO NOT HESITATE 
CANNOT GET THE BEST OF ME
YOU NIGGAS WALK AROUND TALKIN
CANT RECIPROCATE 
ID RATHER DIE UP ON CURB
THEN REHABLITATE 
THEY SAY IM FUCKED
BECAUSE I CANT REMEMBER YESTERDAY

BITCH ILL FUCK YO FACE 
BITCH ILL FUCK YO FACE
DOUBLE UP THE RATIONS
GET ME RIGHT, YOU IN MY WAY
BITCH ILL FUCK YO FACE
BITCH ILL FUCK YO FACE
DOUBLE UP THE RATIONS
GET ME RIGHT, YOU IN MY WAY
BITCH I BLOW THE TOP RIGHT OFF THE ROOF 
CAUSE IM INSANE
PUSSY RUNNING UP, THAT NIGGA EAGER, 
SWEPT HIS FUCKING BRAIN
YEAH I GOT NO DOUBT, THESE NIGGAS SWEET
NOT TALKING SUGAR CANE
ALL THIS ANGER BUILT INSIDE, BITCH IT’S REALLY HARD TO TAME

*SAKIS THOUGHTS* 

BREAK YO NOSE, AND DROP YA SHIT
YEAH WELCOME TO THE MOSHPIT
NIGGA FIX YA FACE, YOU LOOK AT ME
LIKE NIGGAS LOST IT
POP A TAB, AND LEAVE THAT ON YO TONGUE
AND GO TO TOWN
PUSSY THINK IM SCARED TO DIE, DONT HAVE THE BALLS TO BLOW ME DOWN BITCH

DONT HAVE THE BALLS TO BLOW ME DOWN

DONT HAVE THE BALLS TO BLOW ME DOWN

DONT HAVE THE BALLS TO BLOW ME DOWN

DONT HAVE EM, DONT HAVE EM, DONT HAVE EM

MOSHPITs** (PROD. INDIGO)

prod. rxkz // 

do they even know if they really though?
heavy flow 
i put drugs in the song 
why you sound so medical?
ready?
go!
they just want something to throw confetti for 
i’ve been up all night i go till empty i’m on decimal 

i’ve got eyes galore
but i know they don’t really want me maybe 
i say all aboard
i feel like ozzy mane my train too crazy 
got her on her fours 
on the floor 
i’ma doggy baby 
no point don’t come contemplate it
told her i’m done obligating


ohhhhh 
i’m the only one
ohhhhh
sober never fun 
trigger finger holding up my pistol this a heavy gun 
keep my head up i keep my composure more than anyone 

do they even know if they really though?
heavy flow
i put drugs in the song
why you sound so medical?
ready?
go!
they just want something to throw confetti for 
i’ve been up all night i go till empty i’m on decimal

LYRICS

get inside before dusk come
stuck inside a dust storm
somewhere in the middle
of staying and i’m gone

sharpened scythe
by my mothafuckin side
big robe real charcoal
underneath my eyes

real bags i’m lax
in the backwoods patch
i be sittin on a stump
choppin up wit my hags 

no chance no setbacks
lookin at the past
rather snap my neck
than ever do that

no way i could ever give up
i never could
raising up the roof
like my name is fuckin macklemore

smoking up that boof
i don’t think i’ll ever stop
kill ‘em in a camo suit
gonna feed em to my hogs

introduce em to their doom
the gon wanna kick rocks
i’m the only one up in my tomb
i can feel the earth rot

find me on hijacked 
on a big yacht
yeah it feel like gta
the way my fuckin glock pop

dsr pdw overkill 
this don’t stop
bet i got the ninja perk
light footed like a hawk

you won’t never hear me coming
ima sneak up in the pines
bet i’m takin what’s mine
grippin onna fourty five

bitch i know you hear the cries
bet the woods are my demise
i don’t ever see myself
in a positive light 

in my castle
made of marble
by the bay in the woods
keep the lights on

last time that i met you
i said sum 
when i look in your
eyes i see the sun

i’d kill everyone 
if you asked hun

if you see me 
no you didn’t 
get home at night
too late my face is not alive

i try i tried a thousand times
bitch my mind is too fried no i can’t get out
I don’t wanna be alone in this mothafuckin house
But I’m alone all the time and I can’t get out 

all alone my bones are all falling out
scare crow don’t go let’s talk it out
too long i’m numb my pills ran out 

nobody ever understood
the way I 

get inside before dusk come
stuck inside a dust storm
somewhere in the middle
of staying and i’m gone

sharpened scythe
by my mothafuckin side
big robe real charcoal
underneath my eyes

real bags i’m lax
in the backwoods patch
i be sittin on a stump
choppin up wit my hags 

no chance no setbacks
lookin at the past
rather snap my neck
than ever do that

no way i could ever give up
i never could
raising up the roof
like my name is fuckin macklemore

DUSK COMEZ PROD ME

love story (prod. rollie)

GUITAR PLAYED BY ME AKA $ANCTUARY

(CHORUS)
RID ME OF THE CIGGARETTE.
RID ME OF THIS PAIN OF DEBT
COCAINE MIXED WITH CIGGARETTES

IM SMOKING PAIN 
WITHIN THESE 
LITTLE THREADS

(VERSE)
IM RIDING DOWN 
HERE IN A PETERBILT
TRUCK DRIVING TO CITY GIRL
GOTTA LOVE ME COCAINA WORLD

CAN YOU HOLD MY HAND IM SORRY
OH WAIT YOU, PASS IM SORRY
DONT KNO IF YOU UNDERSTAND IM FAR IN 

IM RIDING DOWN 
HERE IN A PETERBILT
TRUCK DRIVING TO CITY GIRL

(CHORUS)
RID ME OF THE CIGGARETTE.
RID ME OF THIS PAIN OF DEBT
COCAINE MIXED WITH CIGGARETTES

IM SMOKING PAIN 
WITHIN THESE 
LITTLE THREADS

(END)
MY BITCH LOVE THE SMOKE SHE INHALED
THATS THA GAME OF THE LIFE THAT WE BUILT 
SHES GONE WITH THE HAND THAT SHE DEALT
STICK TO US LIKE PILLS WHILE WE SOAR

(FADES OUT SLOWLY)

NOBODYS SORRY PROD $ANCTUARY (OUTRO)

jitsmaacc21 - matt

ABSORB // FLESH

prod. rxkz // @justdxnt @frizzy113 @cejotas113

kidney

in another life ive already died (ft. dreaminboutsyrup)

prod. jupiter // 

i said it’s hot then it’s cold then it’s not
fill my pockets with the gold and the knots
said that’s a personal favor i need a lot 
what’s the story baby girl you lose the plot? 

mach 1235 oh my god 
put in work till i’m dead then i’m gone
fourty four hours up i’m feeling hot 
put the sublingual on my gums i forgot 
now i’m too geeked 
eyes rolling turn my pupils into dots 
5 shots of promethazine until my liver stops 
i forgot 
if you in love with me then you could never stop 
i’ma drop myself a bean and lie until i rot 

blood clots make it hard to breathe like possibly i’m not 
gun shots out the broken screen door right at the cops 
love pot what the fuck you mean i’ll smoke it if i got 
i’ma top screen first player fuck her in my socks 

lemme switch it up 
i might as well go hard till i’m in heaven 
more than honest but ill lie when i’m when i’m with trenton 
thermal scope line it up like i’ma get ‘em 
i go shin megami tensei armageddon

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